MAKING MY OWN LUCK
An Irish Curse Broken
My family history is full of interesting characters. I am mostly Irish, English, and have a small bit of French. I cannot separate St. Patrick’s Day from my mostly Irish blood and I cannot separate my Irish blood from alcoholism. Once we start, we can’t stop. Our minds always trick us into thinking that it will be different this time. Perhaps, sometimes our minds don’t think at all, as taking a drink at the end of the day is as natural as breathing for us. I, fortunately, have escaped the endless cycle of this Irish curse. Most people in our society have not escaped the cold fingers of alcoholism as it reaches out and touches just about everyone. Alcoholism is no discriminator.
While I looked fine on the outside, I had emotionally and spiritually fallen to pieces on the inside because of alcohol. I got sober with no intervention and I did it alone. I enjoy my life today and bring positivity versus darkness in all my affairs. I have a crisp clarity about my world and a fierce grasp on reality that is honest and undistorted. I am not living in a haze of delusions or accepting the false truths that booze created. This Irish lass will be spending St. Patrick’s Day with sparkling water and feeling like the luckiest girl on earth to have found her very own freedom and true happiness.
On a lighter note, I have traded my penchant for booze for an obsession with sexual pleasure. I also want to note that I've only been your Mistress stone cold sober as I would never want to dull our experiences in any way or not be 100% for you! Our debauchery is a much better drug of choice for yours truly. So come get hooked on your Mistress; I am the perfect addiction.
Your Mistress,
Ramona Ryder
P.S. Feel free to drink around me as it doesn't bother me in the slightest. My license to drink has been revoked, but you are free to do whatever makes you feel the most comfortable during our time together!
